The moment he noticed the stalker and confirmed that the watcher in the sky had been there for quite some time, Lu PingAn knew it was only a matter of time before they caught up.
Whether it was using vehicles to speed up the pursuit or setting an ambush ahead, they probably could no longer manage either.
Rather than going too far ahead and stumbling into who knew what, it was better to deal with the trouble before continuing on.
So Lu PingAn simply sat down and waited to see how long it would take them to catch up. The people whose profiles indicated they could threaten Lu PingAn were mostly big shots. They would not obediently go set an ambush in the snow.
"Hey, at least say something. Give me a greeting."
Facing the seemingly empty snowy ground, Lu PingAn spoke calmly.
The next moment, a lanky ghostly figure appeared amid the wind and snow.
An eerie aura enveloped its limbs. Ordinary eyes would probably see only a vague shadow, but through Lu PingAn's "eyes," it was a monster without any trace of life.
An undead? A puppet? Or something even stranger?
"Interesting."
Since his opponent had no interest in chatting, Lu PingAn attacked directly.
A flick of his finger sent forth deadly yet warm solar flames.
The flame bolt shot through the air obscured by the blizzard, and the bizarre golden fireball pierced straight through the lanky ghostly figure.
But nothing happened. The flames slowly burned on the ground, yet touched no living thing.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the deadly ghostly figure floated above Lu PingAn's head. Its swinging arm sent the young man flying.
"Who?" Lu PingAn murmured softly, hoping for an answer.
"Don't know." But Chris's response was disappointing.
"What?"
"Don't know."
After two brief exchanges,